The gods seized my feathers
And gave me in exchange
gossamer wings
Because they knew that I must fly
You stole my shoes
And mocked my innermost:
“dance, will you?”
Because you planned to watch me writhe
Tragedy
Why am I out of breath,
You bastard from out of the depth?
What say you, that I’m strung out,
You potion that does confound?
Where remove my sandals, I’d kneel,
You place that I pray cease to feel.
Third Wheel: A Haiku
I miss suit shopping
Though I was never needed
I miss choosing ties
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Come, world
Come crashing down
Just as you have threatened
While we stand up straight
Just as we have prepared
Come watch our audacious dance
Come, world
Itching
Chilled
Uncomfortable
Itching and tired
Wishing
For silk against flannel
But why
Would you wish to know all that
You wouldn’t
Would you
What good would it do
You
2014: A Haiku
Not denied my eyes
Told my heart to go to hell
That’s what I’d have done
LOVE
No heart involved
No
It is the skin
It is the thick and the tender
That the blind won’t abide
That the visionary won’t avoid
The rough and the soft
The sweat, the tears, the blood
Which ought run free
Which prove the day-in and day-out
To beautify that veneer
To strengthen the hearts involved
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God
Pixel by pixel
Materialized
Before my eyes
All I hoped to see
Just Yes
But, all that was to be, it seems
Dispassionate condition
grandmaster
On the surface there’s shine
Polished and forged
So as to showcase
A most lovable lie
Their accolades, yours
As my ears cringe
For there is that shallow, shallow heart
Dulled early
Tilled over
By one finely chiseled intellect
That what fear, I fear to wonder
They can never hear
Corona Effect
My eyes would soften
When you come around
They could not help themselves
I cannot now know
But I do imagine
You’d cause me a peace I’ve not known
A secret elation brought on
As when light bursts surround
The silhouetted profile someone we love
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